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motion ocean - skplyv nolstnm & ace money lyrics

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(intro)
[ouu.. sav k!lled it]
let’s go
free white boy n*gga
you know, born bro what’s good
ahh

(verse 1 * ace money)
really hugged the road more than i hugged my auntie
cleanin’ up the money when i say i’m at the laundry
boy it’s going down, these diors, you better hold for me
seven different states, gettin’ money, that’s a tour for me
heard that n*gga scared to get a bag, so it’s more for me
gotta throw it some, she don’t f*ck for free
pro’lly get you some, if you work for me
off*white bag for my b*tch, it was burgundy
showed her twenty bands on the gram, now she slurpin’ me
put some diamonds on the rollie, yeah surgery
i got old money, put it in a nursery
baby girl cried to my dog, he did her worse than me
i be havin’ dreamin’ nightmares they be worse than me
i ain’t seen a dollar off this rap, boy i run these streets
[ahhh]

(verse 2 * skplyv nolstnm)
za, this wasn’t ‘posed to happen
from the a to the d, we makin’ sh*t happen
i went shopping with my giffys, i was supposed to cash in
no question, you a real n*gga, you gon’ tap in
za, shoot everything but the back boards
free the white boy and all the black boys
i don’t see you n*ggas, y’all some try*hards
bend a n*gga block in the trackhawk
ay, took the chromes made a loaf out it
slow it down, baby slow ride it
i* i finesse, i get more out it
up the five, bring the whole item
(verse 3 * babyface ray)
baby girl a demon, she gon’ suck the soul out me
f*ck her like she mine, but we ain’t got no title
n*gga tryna scr*p, i’ma let the pole fight him
break them b*tches down, we can get the most out it
pass me my weed n*gga, pass me my drank
i treat the gucci shoebox like the bank
water on my piece, b*tch i’m from the great lakes
if they hit the lights, n*gga i’ma do the race
man these tours ain’t sh*t, we was on the road with weight
we ain’t leavin’ ’til it’s gone, then we headin’ out yo state
i must be doin’ some’ right, i been feelin’ hate
my right hand a fn, it’s with me everyday
pull up on the block, got more flavors than the cookies store
fly these in the trap, while i’m servin’, cut a movie on
my lil’ n*ggas scam, play with cards like it’s yu*gi*oh!
burberry everythin’, today i’m buying louis tho’

(verse 4 * gt)
ay, i just touched down in tampa with it
the presidential cost a brick, with no diamonds in it
goin’ off molly, old schools with the posse
young n*gga droppin’ out of school, so they can catch bodies
brand new forgiato’s, these 26″s
you spent a dub on yo chain, i put it in my engine
next day i’m in the ‘vette, watchin’ n*ggas spinnin’
you lil’ n*ggas played out, like some true religion
just put a n*gga’s rent in this cup i’m sippin’
put a n*gga on a shirt if he look suspicious
all my k!llers look the same, they don’t know who did it
we some million dollar n*ggas, came from the trenches
n*gga stop cappin’, you just rappin’, you ain’t into nothin’
came through, bought a n*gga bag, we ain’t with the bluffin’
lookin’ like i do scams, but i’m into hustiln’
big .45, man down, i ain’t with the tusslin’

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